Take your time young man
Mama used to say don't you rush to get old
Mama used to say take it in your stride
Uh, uh Killa Cam
Mama used to say live your life
Federica
Live your life

Ey yo Cam, this rap s***t
How you know I love games
It's like I got a habit
Gotta keep the drug game
Why
Until we blow up with that ol' platinum thug thing
Ey yo what you think lame nigga I feel the same
Cause I be outside nigga, c*****e and me
But if it ain't about money then it ain't about me
Well I ain't in poverty and no one's starving me
Cause when we first felt heat we sought robbery
Now, ain't that the pot callin' the kettle black
I know y'all ain't gonna come out and front like that
When yall got knocked, yall was dying in jail
The way you keep on calling, crying for bail

Acting like criminals, yall some fake generals
What you know abut bail being more than ten thousand (Cam: nah nah nah)
Peep the old way, how I done sold cake
Behind the closed drapes, on one of your old plates
And the tubes of Colgate
Two and four states, yeah I can verify
Man a nigga never lie
Go head wit your killer schemes
Nah we gotta iller dreams
Land in the Philippines I got about four mil a piece
Kiddies on the corner, they got a lil' team
And they keep frontin
Are they gonna jump me too
I wish they would
Jump me please jump me too
That's what I'm sayin with y'all
Monkey see monkey do
Now y'all niggas can see why I want to plead insanity
But what the f***k am I gonna do, this just my famïly